Now they're saying
my behavior was obscene
And that they've got witnesses to claim
They can put me at the scene,
but it couldn't be
I'm a mortal citizen,
till I had a sip of that bottle
Then let the toxins in again
Head spinning fools, logic hijacked
the carpet on a kamikaze
mission to the bitter end
we pair up for the evening part
ners for speed dating
do our best to keep the conversa
tion stimulating
entertaining with a little bit of social lub
rication you don't want to keep the
people waiting she said remind
me again why we always
come to these places just to line
up at the bar and wait for
ages funny how the bottom of the
glass make us hard without wages
we all on a mission to getting wasted
so i'm shaking hands
Throwin' glances, makin' advances
But truth be told,
I don't like my chances
Cause the alcohol got me
goin' outta control
My mind, body, and soul,
it might swallow me whole
The mind boggles at this case
of mistaken identity
Holdin' hands in
Paris and then hookin' up with
Emily
Lookin' in the mirror,
see my own worst enemy
Can't work out if this is who I
am or who I pretend to be
Yeah, that's me,
a real role model for the kids
On the weekend,
cash me with a whole bottle and a spliff
And the city may be hoping for
some pretty young thing
Take pity on me and make
me a king for the night
But tomorrow
I'll be gone and I won't
leave no prints
Cover my tracks like I cover my skin
Said tomorrow
I'll be gone
She gon' tell me I was like a different guy
Till the potion turned
Dr.
Jekyll into
Mr.
Hyde
It goes around and around
and around you go
Spin the bottle where it
stops for nobody knows
It goes around and around
and around it goes
Spin the bottle, spin the bottle, bottle, bottle
So is this what you want, you really want?
But I don't think
I've had enough, it's not enough
And so we go and get a cup, we fill it up
Till that bottle's spinning round,
it's going down
And there's blood on the pavement,
panic in the papers
Moral crusaders,
all the worried neighbours
Story for the ages, funny how it changes
We all on a mission to get ting wasted
And it's fraucus, it's almost lawless
Just like you taught us how
And they deplore us when
they were the same way
But for us now, it's going down
So is this what you want, you really want
But I don't think
I've had enough, it's not enough
And so we go and get a cop, we fill it up
Tilt that bottle, spin it round,
it's going down
Yeah, baby, we the new dumb
The ones who never stop until
it's something gruesome
Talking in my ear like how they
brought up all these doomsums
Who never knew we'd feel it
till we go and lose one
Don't know how you lose one
But really,
I've been
Getting anxious bout the
way these nights go
Almost ran the lights,
thinking bout the way we ride home
Tent deep in the carriage,
drunken talking, chaotic
Dreams of living in
Paris, just stick with the topic
Sun rising on mainline,
but those lies in the daytime don't sound the same
When you say that you're fine,
cause I know that you're not
Cause I use the same line,
so we drain all these bottles just to erase and rewind
I know you feel it, but fuck it,
ain't no one dealing with it
Music over discussion,
she like read my lipstick
We here again,
pour it out so I can drown in it
I'm down with it,
just tell me who's rounding
And it goes around and around
and around it goes
Spin the bottle, where it stops,
where nobody knows
It goes around and around
and around it goes
Spin the bottle, spin the bottle, bottle, bottle,